Already the afternoon was drawing towards its end, the light and the clouds enticed me nevertheless to pay a visit to the Stockwood Discovery Centre despite my knowing there would be little to see, unless some squirrels were out moving nuts around.
I was wrong, the light made the difference, certainly there were few flowers to be seen, but leaves can still hold a fascination as can the play of light on trees and rooftops, I certainly there were never going to be a stream of images, but I did not come away from the visit empty-handed, and it was pleasantly mild now that the wind of the last few days had died down.
There were times when the sun shone strongly for a while, and on more than one occasion that was when children came into view, and this was one time when they were not welcome as the moments were fleeting, as I was concentrating on the scene, and I had no desire to court controversy by including them in the shots without permission; this meant in some instances my missing that particular shot and waiting patiently for a cloud to pass, and then the sky was less colourful than it had been.
Nevertheless, I was not entirely disappointed with what I found – the phrase that kept recurring whilst I was there was ‘remains of the day’.
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